Nada

Morning rain, evening dust

Collect your name, then pick your hearse

What you say could make the best of us

All the same, you're burning up

Morning rain, evening dust

Forget your name, then picture us

All is fair in love and lust

Haven't you heard?

It's not enough

It's never enough

The sweet with the rough

Haven't you heard

It's always too much

You get the feeling but the feeling ain't right

It lingers on till the end of the night

Your head gets high but the load's never light

Haven't you heard?

It's passing you by

It's passing you by

Sweet by and by

Haven't you heard?

Try as you might

You dig for money but the money don't show

And all the while push the feeling down low

Lay down your intention before you go

Or hadn't you heard?

Or didn't you know?